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Rating: NC-17
A/N: So here is another chapter... hope you enjoy! Thanks to Phaenilix for beta'ing this chapter! Remember, review, review, review!!

Chapter 10: Percy the Prat, A Fitting Name

The first weekend of the new term was fairly enlightening for Harry. Over breakfast, the Trio read a small article in the Prophet which showed that a bloke by the name of Sturgis Podmore had been arrested while trying to force his way into a top-security door in the Ministry. He was quickly sentenced to six months in Azkaban prison.

"He's one of the Order isn't he?" Ron asked after the article was read.

"Yeah, he was supposed to see us off for Hogwarts wasn't he?" Harry asked.

"Uh huh, Moody was annoyed because he didn't show up… do you reckon he was on a mission for the order?" Questioned Ron

"Maybe…" answered Harry, "Six months is a long time for just trying to get through a door!"

"Don't be daft; it wasn't just for trying to get through the door! Why was he there though, at one o'clock in the morning too?" Hermione mused.

"Oh, I know… the Ministry reckons Podmore is one of Dumbledore's Order and laid a trap, luring him in…" Ron said excitedly.

Hermione was nodding in agreement while Harry thought it was unlikely. Why would some secret room in the Ministry be so important that Podmore would risk being sent to Azkaban for?

"Anything else?" Ron asked as he continued eating.

"Sirius!" Hermione exclaimed as she gripped the paper tightly, her eye skimming the article quickly.

"What?!" Harry snapped his head up from his breakfast plate.

"The Ministry got a tip that Sirius was in London and is doing the usual warning of the public and hashing old news about his conviction…" Hermione said after reading the article.

"Someone must have recognized him as Snuffles when he saw us off…" Harry worried.

"He should have listened to Dumbledore and stayed at Grimmauld Place!" Hermione said heatedly. "Now, he is definitely going to have to stay in hiding permanently…"

Harry frowned. He knew what it felt like to be locked away, alone and forgotten. Sirius had Remus of course, but having to stay in that old dark mansion that held so many horrible memories for him wasn't good. He could see over the summer that Sirius was feeling trapped and going stir crazy being locked away in that house.

"Morning, Harry." Cedric said as he leant down and kissed Harry, rubbing his fingers lightly through Harry's raven hair.

"Hey…" Harry kissed back and made room for his boyfriend.

"What's wrong?"

"Sirius was spotted at King's Cross on the first… now they know he's in London." Hermione answered for Harry.

"He will be alright, Harry. He's smart; he'll stay out of trouble." Cedric reassured him.

"I know. I just hate that he is trapped in that place, not able to go anywhere, see anybody. I hardly saw him at all last year and this year won't be much better!" Harry exclaimed in frustration. "I wish we could just find Wormtail and clear Sirius. Then I could live with him and Remus and not have to go back to the Dursley's ever again."

The three sat quietly looking at Harry. There wasn't much they could do, but listen to him vent his frustrations.

"The Order is looking, and you can be sure Remus is as well. Hopefully soon they will have a bit of luck…" Ron tried to placate Harry.

"Yeah…" Harry sighed. The longer Sirius was cloistered away, the more likely he was to be careless and get caught.

The rest of the day Harry, Hermione, Ron and Cedric spent in Cedric's rooms or in the library. The three tried to reduce the mound of homework given to them in their first week, while Cedric spent it reading or helping out where he could.

Later in the day Harry decided to write Sirius and see how he was doing.

Snuffles,

Just writing to see that you are doing well… the Prophet this morning made me worry. The first week is over and I am glad. I have so much work and not enough time! We have a new DADA teacher, Professor Umbridge; she reminds me of your dear old mum. Oh, you know the thing I wrote to you about last year? Well it happened again last night when she touched my hand in detention.

On to better things, you might be happy to hear that you were right; Cedric and I are back together and he apologized for staying away for that long. He hasn't told me, but I think his father disowned him for being gay…

Well, I had better go. Lots of homework still to do.

Harry

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The next morning Harry woke up to strong arms holding him and Cedric spooned behind him. He smiled and wiggled closer to Cedric, his arse rubbing against the morning erection nestled between his cheeks, the only barrier between them was Harry's thin boxers and Cedric's pajama pants. Cedric, still asleep, gave a shallow thrust against him and tightened his arms around Harry. He nuzzled his face into the soft skin at Harry's nape and kissed it lightly.

Harry mewed quietly, not wanting to wake him up. They had been up late into the night, working on homework and then talking after Hermione and Ron left, eventually falling asleep in each other's arms.

As of yet, they still hadn't completely slept together. Harry wanted his first time to be special and not rushed and so Cedric had patiently waited. Oh, they had frotted and done some serious heavy petting, but no actual penetration as of yet. Harry was both excited and nervous about when they did actually go all the way. He worried that he wouldn't be good, or that Cedric would realize how young and truly inexperienced Harry was. Would Cedric not want to be with him after that?

"What's going on in that head of yours? You're tense all of a sudden…" Cedric said sleepily as he snuggled closer to the younger wizard.

"Er… it's nothing…" Harry mumbled.

"Uh huh, what's going on?" Cedric questioned as he lifted himself up so that he could lean over Harry and look down into his eyes. Harry rolled onto his back and looked up and Cedric.

"I was just thinking about us… when we finally are together … if you're going to want to be with me anymore. I just… I don't have any experience and I…" Harry trailed off, not exactly sure what else to say.

"I think I am kind of offended…" Cedric said with a frown.

"What?! No!" Harry said quickly and pushed Cedric onto his back and straddled his hips. "It's just that I haven't done anything besides what I have done with you and I worry that you'll realize how young I really am… that you'll want to be with someone older, more mature… I love you and I just want to please you, that's all…"

Cedric looked up at the cherub above him, not knowing whether he should be angry or happy at Harry's words. Gripping Harry's thighs in his hands, Cedric smiled reassuringly at the younger wizard.

"Harry, I love you and I am not going to leave you. Yes, you are several years younger than I am, but you are not immature. You have done and seen things that I couldn't even imagine and you have lived through so much pain, if anything you are more mature than me… And as for not pleasing me, that is not going to happen!" Cedric said vehemently as he moved his hands up to cup Harry's face. "You are beautiful, strong, brave, intelligent and very, very, pleasing to me! Every time we are together, whether it is a kiss or a touch, you give me pleasure, just being near you makes me happy… there is absolutely no chance of you not pleasing me when we do make the choice to go further!"

Harry's face broke out into a wide shy smile and he leaned down and kissed Cedric. Hands braced on Cedric's bare chest, he nipped and licked Cedric's full kissable lips and sighed, "Gods, I love you…"

"The feeling is very mutual…" Cedric said with a smirk and moved a hand to curve around Harry's head, holding the back and pulling him down tightly against Cedric.

The kiss began to heat up, passion exploding around them. Cedric trailed a hand down Harry's thin, but muscled form, cupping his arse and thrusting up against the smaller boy. They both groaned in pleasure at the movement.

Cedric looked up at the vision before him and had to will his body to not cum from the sight alone. Harry had his head thrown back, eyes closed and his hands still braced on Cedric's chest and bucking against the body below him. His nearly naked body, save for the boxers, glowed in the morning light. Cedric felt unworthy to love someone so beautiful, inside and out, he was humbled to be given the chance to love and protect him.

Quickly flipping them, Cedric now looked down into Harry's surprised face and smiled. Cedric lay between Harry's spread thighs, thrusting hard against Harry's core, wishing he could be inside, feeling the heat of Harry's body wrapped around him.

"Cedric… I'm ready…" Harry whispered.

"Are you sure? We can wait… I don't want you to regret it." Cedric asked. No matter how much he wanted it, he would wait, Harry was worth it.

"I'm sure." Harry stated with a smile on his face.

Cedric smiled back at him and then kissed him, slipping his tongue into the sweet mouth, molding their bodies together. After a moment or two, he trailed kisses down Harry's throat, suckling the skin, marking him and grinning as the flesh accepted his mark. He then moved down towards one of the small hard nipples on Harry's chest, sucking the nub into his mouth. Harry gasped in ecstasy, wrapping a hand around Cedric's head and pulled him closer to the pleasure point. Cedric then moved across the gleaming chest, over to the other neglected nipple, laving it with his tongue.

Harry's grip on Cedric increased and he mewed in bliss, he bit his bottom lip and tightened his legs around Cedric's waist.

Making his way down Harry's body, he kissed and licked Harry's stomach and abs, marvelling at the toned body he acquired through quidditch over the years. When he reached the boxers covering Harry, he pulled them down exposing Harry neither region to the cool morning air. Cedric pulled them down Harry's legs, taking them off completely and throwing them to the floor.

The hard erection that had been encased in the worn cloth sprang forward and Cedric salivated at the glistening tip, swiping a tongue along its length. Harry cried out at the lick and carded his fingers through Cedric's hair, pulling it slightly at the roots.

Taking the head into his mouth, Cedric wrapped his lips around its width and suckled the hard flesh. Harry groaned and pressed his hips up into the warmth surrounding him. Grabbing his wand from the nightstand, Cedric brought the tip to Harry's entrance and removed his mouth from Harry cock and said, "Lubricus."

Harry gasped as his channel was lubricated suddenly, "That was weird."

Cedric laughed and tap the tip of his wand fingers and repeated, "Lubricus." His fingers became slick and oily, ready to breach Harry's body.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah." Harry answered.

"Tell me if it hurts and I will pull back, okay?" Cedric said and after Harry nodded, he brought his fingers to Harry's entrance and slipped a finger inside to the first knuckle. Harry gasped, pushing down on the finger.

"Oh, gods…" Harry whispered.

Cedric smiled and worked the finger all the way in, stretching the hole, getting it ready for a much larger object.

"More…"

Pulling the finger out, he then pushed two fingers in and slowly pushed them in and out, mimicking the act that would follow. Harry grimaced slightly and brought his knees up; feet flat on the bed and spread his legs even more, giving Cedric more room to move. Cedric gave the neglected cock in front of him a few licks, then slipping the head into his mouth and swallowing the entire length.

"Agghhh…" Harry screamed and bucked his hips.

Using the distraction, Cedric slipped a third finger into Harry, working the fingers back and forth, scissoring them and opening the channel more. His fingers stimulated Harry's prostate, causing harry's body to twitch and him to yelled in pleasure.

"What the bloody hell was that?!" Harry asked amazed at the pleasure the tiny nub could create when touched.

Cedric smiled and said, "That is your prostate, feels good doesn't it?"

"It's bloody fantastic!" Harry replied with a huge smile.

Finally, after a few minutes of thrusting his fingers in and out of Harry, fucking him with them, Cedric felt that Harry was ready and pulled his fingers out. With a quick 'Scourgify'on his fingers, he then brought the tip of the wand to his cock and said, "Lubricus." His erection was instantly slick and ready to slip inside Harry for the first time.

Raising himself up, Cedric kneeled between Harry's open legs and placed his cock at Harry's hole. "Ready?"

"Yes, gods, yes…" Harry cried.

Pushing into the waiting orifice, Cedric and Harry both groaned as the head breached the tight ring of muscle. Harry pulled Cedric down for a soul searing kiss, his hands scraping along Cedric's back as he did so.

"…You're so tight… perfect…" Cedric murmured as he bit Harry's lips, licking the pouting flesh.

Pushing further into the tight heat, Cedric slipped his hands under Harry's arse, gripping the cheeks and groaned. As the length pressed further into him, Harry gasped from a slight sting as his arse stretched to accommodate the large erection pushing forward. Cedric stopped at the gasped and looked into Harry vivid emerald eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just stings a little, but I'm fine… don't stop, it feels good…" Harry answered, lifting up to kiss Cedric.

Pushing in a few more inches, Cedric bottomed out, his balls resting tightly against Harry's arse. Resting for a moment, he then pulled out a few inches and then pushing back in. Harry gasped as Cedric's cock hit his prostate and as Cedric pulled out, he pushed against Cedric trying to fill the empty hole again.

"Merlin! I fill so full… why didn't we do this sooner?!" Harry panted as he nibbled Cedric's jaw. "Cedric… ughh, please…faster!"

"… Baby, you feel so perfect wrapped around me!" Cedric said as he started to pick up speed, thrusting in and out of Harry and looking down into Harry's eyes. "I knew you would look beautiful under me, legs wrapped around my waist and begging me to pound you into the bed…"

"Oh, gods…" Harry cried as he wrapped his arms around Cedric's neck.

Still gripping Harry's arse, Cedric lifted him up and placing Harry to sit in his lap, driving up into him, now hitting Harry's prostate with every thrust. Harry tightened his arms and legs around Cedric, murmuring inane words in his pleasure.

"Yes… Cedric… please… ughhh…"

Harry sat astride Cedric and bounced up and down on the hard flesh spearing into him. Bringing a hand between their pressed bodies, he wrapped the hand around his cock and pulling the hard flesh.

"Harry…" Cedric whispered.

"Cedric… gods, I love you!..." Harry cried as his orgasm built, his body singing in pleasure.

"I love you… Harry…" Cedric whispered as he slammed up into Harry's body, feeling the flesh around him tighten and pulse as Harry reached his orgasm. Harry's hand continued working furiously on his hard flesh as ropes of cum shooting out of the tip and coating his hand and their stomachs.

"Cedric!" Harry screamed as he came, his arms pulling Cedric impossibly closer to him.

Cedric thrust up once, twice, three more times into the tight channel of Harry's arse and came; crying "Harry!"

Cedric came in Harry, his cum coating the walls, bathing it in Cedric's essence. Harry smiled in bliss as he felt the warm fluid shoot into his body, filling him up and comforting him in a strange way. They both fell to the bed below, Cedric lying on top of Harry, their limbs and arms wrapped around each other. Panting and covered in sweat, the two kissed lazily as their bodies recovered from the earth shattering orgasm.

Nuzzling Harry, Cedric smiled into the soft skin at the crook of his neck and said, "See no chance of not pleasing me…"

Harry smiled and said, "Wow! Is it always like that?"

Lifting up and looking into Harry's eyes, he said "It's never been like that before… only with you!"

Harry whispered, "Thank you… for making it perfect… for waiting for me to be ready."

They stayed there quiet for a few minutes, just looking into one another's eyes.

"I should be the one to thank you," Cedric finally replied with a smirk. "Your body is spectacular and you feel right, wrapped around my cock, legs around my waist, filled with my cum…"

"Oh, you flatterer you…" Harry laughed and pecked Cedric on the lips in a chaste kiss.

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Later that day as the Trio, plus Cedric, sat on the grass near the Black lake; a tawny screech owl set down beside them and walked to Ron. Lifting its leg, it waited for Ron to take the letter attached to it.

"Ron, isn't that Hermes, Percy's owl?" Hermione asked.

"I wonder what he wants, he never writes to me." Ron said after nodding. He took the offered letter and ripped it open, reading it aloud.

Dear Ron,

I have only just heard (from no less a person than the Minister for Magic himself, who has it from your new teacher, Professor Umbridge) that you have become a Hogwarts prefect. I was most pleasantly surprised when I heard this news and must firstly offer my congratulations. I must admit that I have always been afraid that you would take what we might call the ʹFred and Georgeʹ route, rather than following in my footsteps, so you can imagine my feelings on hearing you have stopped flouting authority and have decided to shoulder some real responsibility.

But I want to give you more than congratulations, Ron; I want to give you some advice. From something the Minister let slip when telling me you are now a prefect, I gather that you are still seeing a lot of Harry Potter. I must tell you, Ron, that nothing could put you in danger of losing your badge more than continued fraternization with that boy. Yes, I am sure you are surprised to hear this ‐ no doubt you will say that Potter has always been Dumbledoreʹs favorite — but I feel bound to tell you that Dumbledore may not be in charge at Hogwarts much longer and the people who count have a very different ‐ and probably more accurate ‐ view of Potterʹs behavior.

As for his certain, shall we say, unnatural predilections; I would advise you to steer clear of him, best not to rub shoulders with that sort. Furthermore, he has shown his disregard for authority, his attention seeking irrational behavior and his dangerous and violent tendencies; I think you should sever your ties before you are dragged under with him. Seriously, Ron, you do not want to be tarred with the same brush as Potter, it could be very damaging to your future prospects, and I am talking here about life after school, too.

I shall say no more here, but if you look at the Daily Prophet tomorrow you will get a good idea of the way the wind is blowing — and see if you can spot yours truly!

It may be that you are afraid to sever ties with Potter ‐ I know that he can be unbalanced, but if you have any worries about this, or have spotted anything else in Potterʹs behavior that is troubling you, I urge you to speak to Dolores Umbridge, a truly delightful woman who I know will be only too happy to advise you.

This leads me to my other bit of advice. As I have hinted above, Dumbledoreʹs regime at Hogwarts may soon be over. Your loyalty, Ron, should be not to him, but to the school and the Ministry. I am very sorry to hear that, so far, Professor Umbridge is encountering very little co‐operation from staff as she strives to make those necessary changes within Hogwarts that the Ministry so ardently desires (although she should find this easier from next week — again, see the Daily Prophet tomorrow!). I shall say only this ‐ a student who shows himself willing to help Professor Umbridge now may be very well‐placed for Head Boyship in a couple of years!

I am sorry that I was unable to see more of you over the summer. It pains me to criticize our parents, but I am afraid I can no longer live under their roof while they remain mixed up with the dangerous crowd around Dumbledore. (If you are writing to Mother at any point, you might tell her that a certain Sturgis Podmore, who is a great friend of Dumbledoreʹs, has recently been sent to Azkaban for trespassing at the Ministry. Perhaps that will open their eyes to the kind of petty criminals with whom they are currently rubbing shoulders.) I count myself very lucky to have escaped the stigma of association with such people ‐ the Minister really could not be more gracious to me — and I do hope, Ron, that you will not allow family ties to blind you to the misguided nature of our parentsʹ beliefs and actions, either. I sincerely hope that, in time, they will realize how mistaken they were and I shall, of course, be ready to accept a full apology when that day comes.

Please think over what I have said most carefully, particularly the bit about Harry Potter, and congratulations again on becoming prefect.

Your brother,
Percy

The three sat there staring at Ron; the red haired Gryffindor had steadily become redder as the letter continued. The scowl on his face was a thing to behold and he glared at the letter, almost if he did it long enough, the letter would spontaneously burst into flames.

Harry knew not to take the letter seriously; Percy had always been a prat and judging from the letter, would always be.

"I can't believe him!" Ron shouted as he viciously ripped up the letter into tiny little pieces. "Just because he is a spineless, mollycoddled, overly ambitious git that goes so far as to shove his head up Fudge's arse to kiss it, doesn't mean I have to too!"

Harry laughed and said, "You know, I think years of being mates with me has rubbed off, next thing you know, you'll be queer and loving it! Or as he said, following my unnatural predilections…"

"Don't even listen to that git! Everyone else in the family knows just who you are and what you're not… he's a prat that can't see past his brown nose!" Ron scowled at Harry and said, "And you believe what he said, that Umbridge was 'a delightful' woman! Is he blind?!!"

Ron huffed as his anger went on strong. He couldn't believe that Percy would say all that stuff about Harry, or their mum and dad… the wanker!

"I wonder what he was talking about when he said things were changing?" Hermione asked.

"Well, we will know come morning, I guess." Harry stated with a shrug. "It can't be good if it has something to do with Fudge and Umbridge, obviously!"

The four nodded grimly and continued talking late into the afternoon.

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Late that night in the Gryffindor common room, the room was deserted save for the three Gryffindors and one ex-Hufflepuff.

"Did you hear from Sirius yet?" Hermione asked as she sat on the couch, Crookshanks in her lap, petting the purring feline. Ron sat beside her, arm resting on her shoulders and playing with her hair. Cedric sat in one of the plush chairs by the fireplace, Harry on his lap with his back resting against Cedric's chest.

"No, I haven't got heard from him, but I sent it in the early evening and it hasn't been that long, maybe tomorrow…" Harry said with a slight frown. He worried about Sirius going stir crazy in the house and wanted to assure himself that the older wizard hadn't gone off and gotten himself caught by the Ministry.

"Talking about me there, Pup?" The voice of Sirius asked and with a gasp four pairs of eyes trained on the face nestled in the hot burning coals of the common room fireplace.

"Sirius!" Harry exclaimed and jumped off of Cedric's lap, kneeling on the floor in front of the fire.

"Hey Pup, Ron, Hermione, Cedric."

"Hello, Mr. Black." Cedric greeted respectfully.

"Cedric, call me Sirius, since you're dating my godson again… by the way, break his heart once more and we will be having words, understand?" Sirius stated calmly, but his meaning was clear. When Cedric nodded, he smiled again and spoke. "I'm glad to see everyone else has finally gone to bed, I popped in every hour for a few seconds to see if the coast was clear… I thought you might go to bed before that happened."

"Sirius, what if you had been caught?" Hermione said reproachfully, reminding them all of Mrs. Weasley.

"Not to worry, it was fine. Just to be safe though, this will have to be quick." Sirius said with a slight hint of annoyance. No doubt being scolded by a girl half his age was the cause. "However, the reason I firecalled was to talk to you about your scar hurting-"

"Harry you promised you wouldn't say anything!" Hermione reprimanded.

"I decided at the last minute to tell him, I'm sorry…" Harry replied.

"What about your scar?" Cedric asked quietly, a frown on his face.

"It hurt on Friday when Umbridge touched me… I'll tell you afterwards." Harry answered.

"Well, we don't think it is linked… your scar has hurt many times before, without someone touching you, more than likely it was a fluke that it happened when she touched you." Sirius said in explanation. "I know she isn't a very pleasant woman, but I don't think she is a Death Eater…"

"She certainly would take to it like a baby to milk!" Harry groused.

"I know she's a foul woman. I can't stand her and I've never even met her! She is the one that pushed for the legislation to restrict werewolf activities… it has made it damn near impossible for Remus to find a job!" Sirius answered with a growl.

"Why? What's her problem? Not all werewolves are evil!" Ron exclaimed.

"She has it in for all part-humans. She is the driving force in the Ministry's actions against them." Sirius stated. "I have heard that she is a right bitch in class, is it true?"

"She's awful; she hasn't let us use magic once. She just makes us read every day for the entire length of the class!" Harry complained.

"Figures, the Order has gathered information that said Fudge is afraid to have you trained in combat."

"What?! Why?" Griped Ron. "It's not like we have aspirations to form a secret army, or something?"

"Actually that is exactly what he's afraid of - that Dumbledore is going to use the students as a private army to seize power in the Ministry and take it away from Fudge." Sirius said with a frown. "He is making it very difficult for Dumbledore and us at the Order to do our jobs!"

"Oh, Percy's sent a letter to Ron today about something in the Prophet tomorrow and he seemed really pleased. Something to do with Fudge and Umbridge… do you know anything about that?" Harry asked.

"Nah… it's just been me most of the weekend. Remus had to leave for an Order mission on Saturday and hasn't come back yet."

"Oh… well take a look, it'll probably be important." Harry replied.

"Will do." Sirius answered. "So, when's your next Hogsmeade weekend? Thought maybe Remus and I could visit, as Snuffles of course-"

"Sirius! That's not smart after the article in the Prophet today!" Hermione exclaimed.

"They haven't a clue where I am at, they're just guessing."

"Well, maybe you shouldn't come, just to be safe, Sirius…" Harry said quietly. The worry on his face was clear. "I want to see you two, but I don't want you to get caught…"

Sirius sighed, "Okay, Pup, but we miss ya..."

"I miss you guys too! We'll see each other at Christmas!" Harry stated.

"Okay, well, I best be going, been here long enough." Sirius said with a smile. "Keep on your guard and all that. Love you Pup."

"Love you too, Sirius." Harry smiled back. "Tell Remus I love him as well."

"Got it. You kids, be good and don't do anything I wouldn't do…" He said with a grin and a wink and then disappeared with a pop.

A/N: As you probably could tell, I used a little bit from OoTP in this. Specifically, the letter from Percy was borrowed. I thought it was spectacular in summing up the Ministry's views (and Percy's of course) on Harry and Dumbledore and a nice build up to Umbitch's (sorry can't help it, she's absolutely dreadful!) plans for Hogwarts. Hoped you liked it, should have another chapter by next weekend!

~Caprilyeous~